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October 5, 2007

The World’s Worst Poem?

An article in the Guardian rings out the news, there may be a new world’s worst poem:

Read this one if you have a strong stomach.

A Tragedy by Theophile Marzials

Death!
Plop.
The barges down in the river flop.
Flop, plop,
Above, beneath.
From the slimy branches the grey drips drop…
To the oozy waters, that lounge and flop…
And my head shrieks - “Stop”
And my heart shrieks - “Die.”…
Ugh! yet I knew - I knew
If a woman is false can a friend by true?
It was only a lie from beginning to end–
My Devil - My “friend.”…
So what do I care,
And my head is empty as air -
I can do,
I can dare
(Plop, plop
The barges flop
Drip, drop.)
I can dare, I can dare!
And let myself all run away with my head
And stop.
Drop
Dead.
Plop, flop,
Plop.

posted by Lisa at 10:29 am |

1 Comment »

1. Comment by Ian, October 9, 2007 @ 7:43 am

   
   

   I’m very grateful that, in deciding the world’s worst poems, the editors at The Guardian have no access to my early college verse !

   
   

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